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Writing under a Montreal sky

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A stick, a stone

a bloom, the moon

jump rope, hold hope

fish gleam, tears stream.

a cloud, a leaf

a joy, a grief,

under the sun, under a star,

where have you come from?

here you are.

a flower, a tower,

a breath, a death

coming alive, being born

dark at sunset, gold at dawn.

a rain drop,

red light stop.

go green

peacock preen.

a sun, life’s begun

close your eyes, the surprise

beat of drum, beat of heart

at the end or the start

wide as an ocean

span of my palm

love’s sweet frenzy

midnight calm

a stick, a stone

round the world

and back home.

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